How did I ever get through the 80s without reading Jackie Collins? I read the rest of the glamour epic squad: Judith Krantz, Danielle Steele, Sidney Sheldon, et al, but somehow missed Jackie Collins. I finally remedied that over a couple of long plane rides with Lovers and Gamblers, about a rock star and a rising actress and the cast of thousands that surrounds them. It made me realize how much I miss those sweeping, over the top sagas that were, where you feel like you’ve lived years in eight hundred pages– then realize for the characters it’s only been six months. But in those six months, careers are made and broken, kingdoms rise and fall, and goodness only knows what else.
For something completely different, I’ve moved on to the latest in Elly Griffiths’s Ruth Galloway series, The Chalk Pit, British mystery involving murdered rough sleepers and a set of mysterious bones (because with Ruth Galloway, there are always bones).
After this, I think I might finally, finally read Sarah Addison Allen’s Garden Spells, which has been on my to read list for years now.
What have you been reading this week?
p.s. if you’re in the Chicago area, come join me for the last stop on The English Wife Tour on Saturday! I’ll be at 57th Street Books in Hyde Park at 3:00 with Charles Finch, author of the Charles Lennox mysteries. Hope to see you there!